Biografía:
Stephen Lynch es un humorista de stand-up comedy muy al estilo de Doug Stanhope pero sus monólogos son en forma de canción, Stephen nacio el 28 de Julio de 1971 en Abington, Pennsylvania.
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Otras canciones:
- 3 Balloons
- Dear Diary
- Dr.stephen
- Hair
- Half A Man
- If I Were Gay
- Peanuts
- Pierre
- Special Fred
- Vanilla Ice Cream
- Voices In My Head
- What If God Smoked Cannabis
- Whittlin Man
- A History Lesson
- A Month Dead
- Albino
- Almighty Malachi Professional Bowling God
- America
- Baby
- Beelz
- Best Friends Song
- Bitch
- Bowling Song
- Caught Me Spankin It
- Classic Rock Song
- Country Love Song
- Craig Christ
- D And D
- Delta Kai
- Dirty Sanchez
- Dnd
- Doing Acid At The Mall
- Down To The Old Pub Instead
- Drew Lynch Gary Foster
- Fishin Hole
- For Me
- Gangster Cowboy
- Gay
- Gerbil
- Grandfather Die
- Hallelujah
- Halloween
- Hermaphroditey
- In Defense Of A Peepshow Girl
- It Seems Last Night
- Jim Hensons Dead
- Kill A Kitten
- Little Tiny Moustache
- Medieval Bush
- Mixer At Delta Chi
- Not Home
- Peepshow Girl
- Prettier Than You
- Priest
- Queer Tattoo
- Shes Got A Smile
- Shes Gotta Smile
- Special
- Superhero
- Talk To Me
- Tattoo
- Tennessee
- The Ballad Of Scarface
- The Gathering
- The Night I Laid You Down
- Then She Farted
- Ugly Baby
- Waiting
- What If That Guy From Smashing Pumkins Lost His Car Keys
- When Grandfather Dies
- When Youre Not Home
- While Youre Away
- Whittilin Man
- You Caught Me Spankin It
- Youll Do
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Talk To Me
Stephen Lynch
Tabbed by Garry Woodward
Chords: F#m,A,D,E
Intro (strummed slowly):
F#m E D A
I came down to the breakfast table, felt like I could die
F#m E D E
Tried so hard but wasn't able to look you in the eye
F#m E D A
For I am feeling so much shame, yes I have brought disgrace
F#m E D E
Can tell I've soiled my good name by the look upon your face
A E D E
Well it seems last night, you caught me spankin' it
A E D E
No use denyin' it, I was really crankin' it
A E D E
Dry your eyes, don't be so sad,
D E N/C
If you could just forgive me, and talk to me dad
A E D E
I didn't hear you enter, no I didn't hear the door
A E D E
With my hand upon my member and my pants upon the floor
A E D E
Now burnt into your brain is an image you despise
A E D E E
Like blood and guts, starving kids and Stevie Wonder's eyes
A E D E
Well it seems last night, you caught me spankin' it
A E D E
No use denyin' it, I was really crankin' it
A E D E
Dry your eyes, don't be so sad,
D E N/C
But I wouldn't use those tissues- they've already been had
The look upon your face made my swollen gland diminish
so I said "could you close the door, I really want to finish"
Now daddy, I'm ashamed and I completely understand
If you never want to hug again or even shake my hand
Well it seems last night you caught me spankin' it
No use denyin' it, I was really crankin' it
Dry your eyes, don't be so sad
Just because it was your bed- it's not that bad
When I was only seventeen, you told me it was dirty
So it must be really creepy when your kid is pushing thirty
But you cannot tell me dad, that you never had a whack
At the thing that hangs below your belt and bumps into your sack
Well it seems last night you caught me spankin' it
No use denyin' it, I was really crankin' it
Dry your eyes, don't be so sad
D E N/C
But I wouldn't use those tissues- they've already been-
D E N/C
Just because it was your bed- it's not that-
D E N/C
Daddy, daddy please forgive me, and talk to me dad
Stephen Lynch
Tabbed by Garry Woodward
Chords: F#m,A,D,E
Intro (strummed slowly):
F#m E D A
I came down to the breakfast table, felt like I could die
F#m E D E
Tried so hard but wasn't able to look you in the eye
F#m E D A
For I am feeling so much shame, yes I have brought disgrace
F#m E D E
Can tell I've soiled my good name by the look upon your face
A E D E
Well it seems last night, you caught me spankin' it
A E D E
No use denyin' it, I was really crankin' it
A E D E
Dry your eyes, don't be so sad,
D E N/C
If you could just forgive me, and talk to me dad
A E D E
I didn't hear you enter, no I didn't hear the door
A E D E
With my hand upon my member and my pants upon the floor
A E D E
Now burnt into your brain is an image you despise
A E D E E
Like blood and guts, starving kids and Stevie Wonder's eyes
A E D E
Well it seems last night, you caught me spankin' it
A E D E
No use denyin' it, I was really crankin' it
A E D E
Dry your eyes, don't be so sad,
D E N/C
But I wouldn't use those tissues- they've already been had
The look upon your face made my swollen gland diminish
so I said "could you close the door, I really want to finish"
Now daddy, I'm ashamed and I completely understand
If you never want to hug again or even shake my hand
Well it seems last night you caught me spankin' it
No use denyin' it, I was really crankin' it
Dry your eyes, don't be so sad
Just because it was your bed- it's not that bad
When I was only seventeen, you told me it was dirty
So it must be really creepy when your kid is pushing thirty
But you cannot tell me dad, that you never had a whack
At the thing that hangs below your belt and bumps into your sack
Well it seems last night you caught me spankin' it
No use denyin' it, I was really crankin' it
Dry your eyes, don't be so sad
D E N/C
But I wouldn't use those tissues- they've already been-
D E N/C
Just because it was your bed- it's not that-
D E N/C
Daddy, daddy please forgive me, and talk to me dad
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